Labour Of Love Lyrics - Hammill Peter

You don't remember all the things I've done; 

You never catch the careful words I choose; 

Your present will not admit my patient efforts - 

It's a labour of love I offer to you. 

Unselfishness - does that hold the space between us? 

A helplessness, a nothing-left-to-prove? 

A silent more eloquent than any passion? 

...It's a labour of love I offer to you... 

...It's a gift of love. 

Take this hand and you will hold its stories; 

Beat, the heart, and find the tell-tale true; 

Take this gift: receipt will give it value - 

It's a labour of love I offer to you, 

It's a gift of love.